295: A herd of livestock! Quietly waiting to board the ship!
Dead silence.
It was a graveyard-like dead silence, the kind where even the trembling of a Divine Soul could be heard.
Beneath the immortal ship, whether it was the previously frantic Survivalists or the struggling Great Xia Faction, all stood frozen in place.
They were like stone statues weathered by the ages for millennia, unable to move.
Their Divine Souls had been utterly shattered by that offhandedly executed, yet perception-shattering scene from moments ago!
That was a Quasi-Emperor!
A living Quasi-Emperor!
A living fossil whose single stamp could shake a region, revered as a deity by countless living beings!
Right before their eyes.
Silently and without a trace, he turned to ashes.
He didn't even manage to leave behind a final cry or a single mark.
The Yao Race Quasi-Emperor who had been battling the annihilated Great Xia Quasi-Emperor remained frozen in his pouncing stance, his hundred-zhang-tall White Tiger true form rigid as a mountain.
The savagery and bloodlust in his bell-like beastial eyes had long since vanished, leaving only endless emptiness and terror.
The shadow of death had just grazed past his Divine Soul like the sharpest razor.
Missing him by a hair's breadth.
"Gulp."
His rigid throat struggled to move, producing the only sound in the entire scene.
Cold sweat no longer merely soaked through; it gushed from beneath his thick tiger hide like a small stream, instantly pooling into a puddle at his feet.
On the immortal ship.
Lin Yu retracted his slender fingers, his movements gentle as if brushing dust from his sleeve.
He seemed to have not the slightest interest in the absolute shock he had caused below.
Crushing an ant from the Lower Realm should naturally be like this.
He swept a contemptuous gaze over the fear-twisted faces below, his icy voice, like a final divine oracle, rang out in the dead-silent world.
"A herd of brainless livestock."
"You were given a chance at life, yet all you know how to do is bite each other like rabid dogs, wasting This Envoy's time."
The voice was not loud, yet it struck each person's Divine Soul like heavy hammers of order, smashing the last shreds of hope and greed in their hearts into dust.
"Now, all of you, shut your mouths for This Envoy."
"Quietly, wait to board the ship."
The tone was not a command, but a declaration of the obvious, like a creator addressing his playthings.
No one dared to refute.
No one dared to move.
The few old monsters who had previously clamored, 'Death to those who block my path to longevity!' were now as silent as cicadas in winter, their faces ashen, wishing they could bury their heads deep into the frozen earth beneath their feet.
Longevity? Ascension Pills?
Before that incomprehensible, absolute "annihilation," all desires seemed so pale, so laughable.
Lin Yu's gaze slowly swept across the scene, his eyes like someone inspecting his own pigpen.
Finally, his gaze settled on Zhao Wuji, who was scared out of his wits and desperately forcing a fawning smile.
In a flat tone, he delivered his judgment.
"Find out."
"Who is the one stirring up trouble behind the scenes, spreading those 'heresies'."
"This Envoy wants her to know that the consequence of provoking my Xuantian Immortal Sect is not as simple as death."
Lin Yu's tone was light, but it carried a sinister malice that treated life as worthless grass, causing even a Great Emperor powerhouse like Zhao Wuji to shudder from the depths of his Soul.
He knew that this Envoy from Above had truly been moved to kill.
No one could remain indifferent when their grand harvesting plan had its dirty secrets publicly exposed!
This was no longer a slap in the face; this was digging up the ancestral graves of the Xuantian Immortal Sect!
If this matter wasn't handled cleanly, these Loose Cultivator guides would undoubtedly be thrown into the Blood Refining Furnace as kindling upon their return to the Sect!
"Yes! Rest assured, Envoy! Your subordinate will investigate immediately! Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will definitely root out that pest for you!"
Zhao Wuji did not dare to delay. He hastily bowed to accept the order, his posture humble to the extreme.
He also harbored a bellyful of raging, sinister fury. That damned woman had nearly ruined his supreme immortal path!
He would definitely dig her out and burn her Divine Soul with the most vicious demonic fire for seven days and seven nights!
Malice flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes as he immediately summoned an ancient bronze Water Mirror from his storage ring.
The Cave Heaven Water Moon Mirror!
"Pfft!"
He violently spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the mirror's surface, his face instantly paling by three shades.
This was his own vital essence blood, used to enhance the power of divination!
His hands rapidly formed seals, his mouth chanting incantations, each syllable containing the fundamental principles of heaven and earth for tracing origins.
"Hum—"
The Water Mirror emitted a distant, clear chime. On its surface, ripples of Karma began to stir.
The images rapidly rewound, from the Imperial Dao Decree at Heavenly Pillar Mountain, to the vast lands of the Central Continent, finally locking onto the heavily guarded Great Xia Imperial Capital!
Just as the image was about to become clear, a high-pitched dragon's roar erupted from the mirror. The mirror surface trembled violently, actually showing a web of cracks!
It was the backlash of the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi!
"Hmph! How dare a mere Lower Realm National Fortune act so presumptuously!"
A flash of ferocity appeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes as he once again increased the infusion of his magical power!
The cracks were forcibly suppressed. The image within the mirror tore through the final layer of mist and abruptly froze.
Clearly reflected in the mirror was a resplendent, gold and jade Imperial Study, coiled with Dragon Qi and filled with supreme imperial majesty.
And, within that Imperial Study, seated behind the Dragon Throne, was a figure of peerless beauty, clad in a nine phoenix emperor robe.
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